Chapter 5- Making amends pt. 2

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"There is a reason we are still friends through everything we have both been through. Have you ever wondered why? That maybe there is something to this. Maybe we are meant to be together." -Robert Boughter

"You can't blame gravity for falling in love." -Albert Einstein

DEAN'S POV

"Talk to me man. This is not you," Sam said in as much of a pleading tone as possible as he set down next to me on the bed. "Come on, let's do something...hang out like brothers do."

There was a beat of silence before I answered.

"Angel doesn't want me around anymore," I replied sadly as I put my earplugs in as I looked at my brother who jumped up from the bed looking for him to continue, "That should be enough said. I don't want to talk about it. Leave it!"

"How can I leave it alone when she hurt you?! I've never seen you like this," he said before lightening the mood with a joke, "You look like a kicked puppy!"

He rejoiced silently at the laugh that escaped my mouth, albeit a sad one that turned into a quiet sob. In a way I knew he was right since I hadn't been the same since the day Angel told me and my brother to leave.

Maybe we could go back to just being friends. It would hurt like hell, but I think I could endure a lifetime of pain just to be near her again. It hurts to know I'll never have a romantic future with her and that she has fallen for some other guy that's not me. We grew up together and I think I realized I was in love with her the moment she told me she and Castiel were together. Inside I was mentally murdering him for taking her away from me.

The best part of our friendship was that the word soul mates didn't define us. Our connection defined us since we had one that others didn't understand and sometimes we didn't either. I don't think our bond or connection or whatever you want to call it could be duplicated because it was unique for the both of us.

"I'm going to kill her! I swear I will!" he said before turning to leave the room but I grabbed his arm and held tight. That stopped Sam who looked back at me with a look that said a mixture of let go and something he couldn't name but of course he didn't let go.

"No don't go. It doesn't matter," he said softly before letting go and wiping my face free of tears. "I love her, but she doesn't feel the same. End of discussion!"

As soon as I let go Sam went to open the door to leave. I jumped up off the bed and blocked the door. To get out of the door he went right then I went right. When he went left, I went left. When he went right again, I went left and vice versa it went until he gave up.

"If I promise not to leave the house and go there, can I leave this room?"

I nodded before letting him leave. One thing he didn't promise though was that he'd call Angelica, which he decided to do once he was safely in his own room. He never heard his brother use the L word so strongly if at all with any other girls he'd been with, so he knew he had to get them back together.

"Hy, this is Angelica Smith. I'm sorry I can't get to the phone right now but please leave your message at the beep. Please do not constantly call because I may not be able to answer now. I'll be sure to get to you as soon as possible."

"Hey it's Sam here. Get your ass over here and fix him!"

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